Dear Brother,

I Hope you will have received the Letter which I wrote unto you from aboard Sir Jo. Pennington, wherein I gave you account of the Accident of Oneal’s man, and why I thought fitting to continue my journey into Holland; going still upon this ground that, if things go by way of accommodation, by my absence the King will be advantaged. If the King declare himself and retire to a safe place, I shall be able to wait upon him from hence, as well as out of any part of England, over and above the service I may do him here in the mean time. Besides that, I have found all the Ports so strict that if I had not taken this opportunity of Sir John Pennington’s forwardness in the King’s service, it would have been impossible for me to have gotten away at any other time.

I am now here at Middleborough, at the Golden Fleece upon the Market, at one George Peterson’s House, where I will remain till I receive from you Advertisement of the state of things, and likewise Instructions from their Majesties, which I desire you to hasten unto me by some safe hand, and withal to send unto me a Cypher, whereby we may write unto one another surely. If you knew how easie a passage it were, you would offer the King to come over for some few days your self. God knows I have not a thought towards my Country to make me Blush, much less criminal, but where Traitors have so great a sway the honestest thoughts may prove most treasonable.